Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

On the night of the fifteenth day of every month, the Uchiha clan gathers at Nanga Shrine, which is equivalent to a group meeting.

Except for children and non-ninjas, everyone else who has a position in the clan must participate as long as there are no other important matters.

Connecting with the clan members, discussing clan affairs, and analyzing the current situation in the ninja world, that's pretty much it.

As the young patriarch, Madara has never missed any gathering in the past. Although he is still young and it is not his turn to express his opinions, Tajima will still let him sit in a relatively front seat and listen to the whole process.

Now, under the Nanga Shrine, Wuyang Wuyang is full of people.

According to their age and status in the clan, they follow the principle that the elders and those with more important positions are in front, and the younger and those with less important positions are in the back. They are arranged in order from the inside to the outside.

A year ago, Kamui didn't have to appear here, but this year, his upright training, after a short period of time, made Tajima recognize his determination to become a ninja, so that now he must also Come along and join this long and boring meeting.

Kamui could also refuse, but he was allowed to participate in the most important gathering of the clan without any military exploits or any position. This was Tajima's preference that he never stated.

Although he is too weak to please his father Tajima, he is his biological son after all, and he still has this selfish intention when he should take care of him. This is probably a father's instinct.

The front row was already occupied by those who came first, so Kamui sat in the back row indifferently.

He sat on the steps of the entrance. The position was slightly higher. Without the obstruction of the adults in front, Kamui saw Madara surrounded by a group of elders at a glance.

The young man is calm and quiet. Apart from his relatively small stature, he doesn't feel out of place among a group of adults.

The most discussed issue at this gathering was the issue of uniting with the Hagoromo clan. In the past, the reason why the two clans fought every three days was because each of them had its own master.

Ninjas work as a family unit and are hired by the country's daimyo. To put it bluntly, they are equivalent to a mercenary group.

They had to fight whomever the daimyo who hired them said to fight.

If you think about it carefully, the Uchiha clan and the Hagoromo clan had no deep hatred at all in the beginning.

Now, the daimyo behind the two clans suddenly stopped fighting. Not only did they not fight, but they also prepared to join forces to deal with the daimyo of another country. This caused the Uchiha and Hagoromo clans, who were fighting to the death, to let go of their past hatred. , teamed up to deal with the ninja group hired by another country's daimyo.

Tajima had been silent at the top, and this news came out through the mouth of Uchiha.

Over the years, they have fought the hardest with the Hagoromo clan, and too many of each other's relatives and friends have died at each other's hands.

Now, overnight, for them to put aside their hatred and work together, this change is really embarrassing.

Some of the people sitting below had begun to get angry. For a while, questioning voices came and went, starting from biting their ears in twos and threes, and gradually turned into loud arguments.

Kamui listened silently. These things were boring to him. No one cared about his opinion anyway. No matter what the final result was, he was the one who was told and accepted.

Now, there is a noisy chaos under the shrine, and most people are filled with indignation.

They quarreled for more than ten minutes. After the most intense emotions passed, those who were calmer in the crowd asked questions that everyone was concerned about.

"Then our enemy this time is..."

Tajima, who had been silent until now, finally spoke at this moment. He said in a deep voice: "Senju."

When he heard Tajima say the word Senju, Kamui's first reaction was to look at Madara. Madara, who had been sitting there quietly with his head down, suddenly straightened up.

He looked up at his father, who was sitting in the upper seat, with a look of disbelief on his face. He was surprised for only a few seconds, and then he lowered his head again, his whole person giving off an indescribable awkwardness.

Seeing his performance, Kamui couldn't help but think that Madara had indeed known Hashirama's identity for a long time.

Madara is very smart. He has probably guessed Hashirama's identity a long time ago, and I'm afraid the same is true for Hashirama.

Thinking like this, Kamui couldn't wait to see the big breakup scene between the two, and wanted to see Madara open his Sharingan and become the domineering Madara in the sky every second.

Although the child is cute, he is very boring. He likes Madara when he grows up.

Madara, who had always been absent-minded, couldn't sit still after hearing that the new enemy his father said was the Senju.

Like an ant on a hot pot, his mind was filled with the promise he had made with Hashirama.

The two had made an appointment to meet by the river tonight, and Hashirama asked him to see the newly developed ninjutsu.

Now, the sky is completely dark and the moon is hanging in the sky. Hashirama must have been here a long time ago.

In the past few days, Madara has been thinking about some reason that would not make his father suspicious, so that he could leave the shrine midway.

The reasons I originally thought of are no longer applicable because of tonight's big news.

Now, there is only the last, which may sound dishonorable, but the most effective way to make him leave.

When his son stood in front of him seriously and said he had a stomachache and needed to go to the toilet, Tajima, even as the clan leader, couldn't say no.

So, Madara left the shrine openly and without question.

Not long after he left, Kamui repeated his old tricks and slipped away too.

The behavior of the two brothers made Tajima recall what they had for dinner. Everyone ate the same thing...

He touched his stomach without leaving any trace, and um... it didn't hurt, not at all.

After leaving the shrine, there is a forest. The dark forest is like monsters of different shapes, which looks a bit scary.

Madara didn't have time to pay attention to this. He looked around to make sure there were no patrolling clan members nearby, and then ran towards the river.

Kamui originally followed Madara because he felt bored, but now that he saw Madara had no intention of going to the toilet, his curiosity was piqued.

He knew that Madara was probably going to see Hashirama, and since he was idle anyway, he had nothing to do, so he decided to go and have a look.

After all, he had not seen Hashirama after traveling through time for a year and a half.

Nanga Shrine is not far from Nanga River. Madara shuttles through the dense woods, his powerful feet stepping on the thick tree trunks, leaving less obvious footprints.

His eagerness made Kamui suspect that he was not seeing Hashirama but a treasure.

After galloping all the way, Madara soon reached the river. When he went there, Hashirama was already waiting there.

Hashirama was squatting on the shoal by the river and counting stones out of boredom. When he heard the sound, he raised his head and looked at Madara jumping down from the branch, with a sad look on his face.

"I thought you wouldn't come..."

Madara exhaled, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "I'm here, aren't I?"

"Well," Hashirama nodded and jumped up. He smiled happily, "Just now I was thinking, if you dare to let me go, I won't let you see my ninjutsu!"

The moonlight illuminates this wide river, and the reflective river water divides this dense forest into two parts like streamers.

Kamui stood in the tree to watch Madara and Hashirama meet. If they were too close, they would be discovered. If they were too far away, they would not be able to hear what they were saying at all.

He had to admit that this tracking was a failure. If he followed, he would not follow.

But then I thought about it, and seeing the Senju Hashirama in his teenage years, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Shenwei's mentality is probably like that of tourists who travel in a group. When they arrive at a scenic spot, they take photos and check in. As for the history of the scenic spot and its value, he has no idea.

The point is, you arrived, you saw it, you checked in.

Meeting the young Senju Hashirama is almost like clocking in!

That's probably the mentality.

Watching two teenagers gesticulating enthusiastically there, it would be more interesting to jump into the river and take a bath.

It was midsummer, and Kamui was sweating all over as he followed Madara all the way.

Now, the sweat has soaked through the inner clothes, and it is uncomfortable to stick to the body.

He began to swim upstream along the river. When he was far enough away from Madara and Hashirama, he took off his clothes and jumped into the river.

Even though the temperature drops after nightfall, the river water is not cold even after being exposed to the scorching sun all day.

Soaking in it can wash away all the sweat and at the same time reduce the heat, making people not want to come out.

When Shenwei was a child, his favorite thing was summer. At that time, he was learning martial arts from his master in Rongyuan. There was a river behind the Rongyuan.

The brothers and sisters went to bathe in the river every night. A large group of people went there, not to mention how lively it was. Unlike now, he was the only one standing in the water up to his waist.

Kamui was a little bored, so he reached out and picked up a handful of water, and poured it out as if there was someone around him.

The river water fell with a splash, but no one splashed back.

"Oh-" He sighed, feeling depressed.

The carefree days of the past will no longer exist.